July 17th, 2014
ORWELL — A 68-year-old Orwell man was released on $50,000 bail on Monday after pleading innocent in Addison County Superior Court, criminal division, to a felony charge of sexual assault without consent, allegedly perpetrated against the same juvenile victim for which he has already been charged with aggravated sexual assault on a minor.
BRISTOL — Bristol police are investigating a series of car break-ins that occurred around dawn on July 16. Police responded to an East Street home shortly after 6 a.m., where a resident reported seeing a man searching through vehicles.
The man left before police arrived, and the resident told police that items had been taken from the resident’s vehicle. Police received a second call from another East Street resident, who also reported that items had been stolen from a vehicle.
MONKTON — Join in on the fun at Willowell for their third annual International Bocce Ball Tournament on Sunday, July 20, from noon to 5 p.m.
Vermont State Police cited Jamerson A. Maurer, 33, of Northborough, Mass., for driving under the influence and endangering a child, following a stop on Route 7 in New Haven on July 15. Police said that during the stop, Maurer was “found to be intoxicated” and had a young child with him in the vehicle.
In other recent activity, VSP:
Recent headlines tell the story of Congressional Republicans fighting with Democrats over highway funding. Republicans, who control the House, are holding funds to the states hostage in the hopes of forcing reductions in spending — or, at least, transferring more of the cost onto states. (How that helps taxpayers we’re not sure, but Republicans could at least claim they reduced federal spending.)
Some state and area officials look at the aging population of Vermont as an obstacle to economic development in Addison County — as the demographic of residents 70 and older is expected to double in the next 20 years, while the 20-49-year-old demographic drops by 11 percent — but in my experience, there is an alternative, more positive story hiding in the data.
For the past couple of months I’ve been walking the dog on the Trail Around Middlebury or, as I like to call it, “The Trail That Runs Practically Past My House But Which, Until This Spring, I Had Been on Only Once in the Eight Years We’ve Lived There.”
In New York City, where I was born and raised, I grew up hearing about some unwitting out-of-towner buying the Brooklyn Bridge from some streetwise city shark. This happened about once a week.
If something looks, smells and feels too good to be true, wisdom tells us that it probably is.
Gaz Métro has us in their sights and are blinding us with illusion.
Fellow Countrymen, wake up: We are being sold the Brooklyn Bridge.